Downtown. Lights On Buildings And Everything That

It's Strange To Describe Reading A Book As A Really Great Experience, But That's Kind Of How It Felt.

Girls Are Weird, And I Don't Mean That Offensively. I Just Can't Put It Any Other Way.

I'm Not Saying She Was Lying To Me, But She Just Acted So Different Before I Got To Know Her, And If She Really Isn't Like What She Was At The Beginning, I Wish She Could Have Just Said So.

It's Kind Of Like When You Look At Yourself In The Mirror And You Say Your Name. And It Gets To A Point Where None Of It Seems Real.

All I Could Do Is Lie There And Think About How Much Her Voice Changed When She Asked Me If She Was Pretty, And How Much She Changed When I Answered.